Never owned Mr. Ji

After Shen Yanxi confirmed that there was no one else at the door, she carefully opened the door to the lounge.

Looking around, no one can be seen.

Shen Yanxi kept this matter in her heart, and returned to the venue on high heels.

Feng An has already stood on the rostrum, raised the microphone with a smile on his face, "To celebrate the success of our project, please raise your glasses together."

After the man finished speaking, he raised the wine glass in his hand, which seemed to have his name written on it.

Shen Yanxi lowered her eyes to look at the table, she didn't know when a glass of red wine had been put down, and her name was engraved on the outer wall of the wine glass.

angel.

The people around all raised the cups in their hands one after another, Shen Yanxi smiled and raised the cups too.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

All the guests at the venue raised their glasses and drank the wine in their glasses.

The wine tastes mellow and has endless aftertaste.

Shen Yanxi smacked her lips with some nostalgia, it is indeed a famous wine.

Feng An talked about the success of this project on the rostrum, and Shen Yanxi also listened carefully.

Suddenly, Shen Yanxi frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a little dizzy all over, and her body felt hot and dry unconsciously.

Shen Yanxi pinched the corner of her clothes, trying her best to recover, but no matter what she did, it was fruitless.

"Miss Angel?"

Feng An also got off the rostrum, he seemed to see that something was wrong with Shen Yanxi, and immediately stepped forward to express his concern.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, maybe I drank the glass of wine just now too quickly, and I felt a little dizzy." Shen Yanxi forced a smile and shook her head: "It should be fine after a while."

"There is a room upstairs to rest, I will take you to rest for a while first."

"It's okay, I... have a drink."

Shen Yanxi's body gradually became a little unstable, she took a step back unconsciously, Feng An immediately stretched out her hand to support her.

"Miss Angel!"

"Well... I'm sorry Mr. Feng, I seem to be a little too drunk, and I made you laugh."

"I'll send you to the room to rest, and I'll call you when the event is over and the signing is over."

Feng An didn't wait for Shen Yanxi to refuse, and helped him onto the elevator.

Shen Yanxi had no choice but to give up, her legs gradually became weak, and she leaned against the man's shoulder with some strength.

Feng'an is also very gentlemanly, trying to avoid some places that shouldn't be touched.

Taking the elevator to the 15th floor, Feng An directly took Shen Yanxi back to his room.

"Miss Angel, this is my room, you rest first, if you need anything, call my assistant directly."

The man supported Shen Yanxi with one hand, opened the door with the other, and carefully helped him onto the bed.

"Well……"

At this time, Shen Yanxi's whole body began to feel inexplicably hot, and the hormonal smell on Feng An's body stimulated all of her senses.

Subconsciously, Shen Yanxi wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

"Miss Angel?!"

Feng An was startled, his upper body froze, and he looked down at Shen Yanxi.

Shen Yanxi didn't know when her face was flushed, her eyes gradually became blurred, and the hot air from her mouth and nose kept exhaling to the man's body.

"I'm so hot... Mr. Feng..."

Feng An's Adam's apple slid up and down, and his big hand touched Shen Yanxi's shoulder...

……

"Excuse me, where is Mr. Feng An's room?"

Looking at the media reporter in front of him, the front desk became a little puzzled, "May I ask who you are?"

One of the reporters took out his work ID, "We are reporters, and a person with affection revealed that the reason why Mr. Feng An cooperated with the new designer Angel is that the two of them have other relationships."

The receptionist was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, it's not convenient for us to disclose the privacy of our guests."

Several reporters glanced at each other. In their hearts, as long as there was something to hide, something big must have happened.

As long as they can film big events, they can make a lot of money.

"At 1503! I received news that someone saw Mr. Feng and that designer enter this room!"

I don't know who said something suddenly, and other reporters and media flocked to the elevator door.

The man standing in the corner saw the scene in front of him and immediately dialed the phone.

"Miss Ye, the matter is already halfway through."

"How is the battle now?"

"The reporters and the media have already entered, and I also saw Feng An help Angel into a room with my own eyes."

"Good job." A sinister smile appeared on Ye Yingyi's face, "How is the dosage?"

"Don't worry, Ms. Ye, in order to ensure the completion of this task, I specially increased the dose of medicine, it is impossible to wake up."

"I'll give you double the money after the good thing is done."

……

"1503 is here!"

The reporters came to the door with microphones and video cameras, and the first one knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened.

"What are you doing?"

It is closed.

The entertainment reporters all smelled the news one after another, holding up their cameras and looking into the room.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Feng alone in the room?"

"Is it true that someone broke the news that you have other relationships with the designer?"

"Someone saw that you and angel had an intimate relationship. Is there really any other relationship between the two of you?"

"May I ask Angel, as others said, did he rely on this relationship to obtain cooperation with you?"

Hearing these nonsensical questions in front of him, Feng An frowned, and gradually became a little annoyed, "It's all nonsense!"

After the man finished speaking, he even turned his body very generously so that they could see the situation inside the house.

And the room was not what these reporters thought, there was no one at all, and there was no such ambiguous scene.

Several people were dumbfounded for a moment, and began to look at each other.

In this regard, their message can never be wrong.

"But someone saw you and Miss Angel entering the same room just now! The two of you are still very ambiguous!"

Feng An snorted coldly, "Miss Angel was accidentally spilled wine by a clumsy waiter at the banquet, and Miss Angel is not familiar with this place, so I took her back to the hotel and changed into decent clothes."

After the man finished speaking, he added, "Don't you guys like to wear stained dresses to the banquet?"

These reporters obviously still didn't believe it, and the door of the room behind them was suddenly opened from the inside.

"What happened?"

Everyone looked back, and it turned out to be Shen Yanxi.

Shen Yanxi's hair was slightly wet, her body was tightly wrapped in a bathrobe, and she looked at the reporter at the door in surprise for a year.